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that shit was exactly that, shit.//
you're the only mc that has the right ta call his lines spit.// ya rhymes slip, like ya skipped rap less-ins 101.// bus yo-gun, but don't get me wet.// fuck, a hoe's all you is.// male body with no dick and double D tits.// I'm doubling ya witts, twice tha ice on my wrists.// clenched fists, poised ta hit.// poison darts whip thru the air, on point direct hit.// I'm bombin' this joint' like I bunned it back wit one hit.// |
i flip flop,like fish that luv ta swim top//
luv ta break and pop,i'm an urban myth like soda and pop// rocks, bets belive hip hop don't stop// i might just drop any nicca i pop// mach,me won't be somthin ta see// gotta trust me,like jason...quick ta leave ya guts gushin// bustin, hold yards down in rushin,famous so i'm makin gurls start blushin// |
who says i cant rap?
Ill pull off the strap and make sure i busta cap, Ma nickname be Chap, but you can call me steel trap, So lets recap, if ya wanna scrap, jsut step back, and ill give ya a slap and end it with a spinal tap. |
fuck ya chit chat,i bust fo feed back, nicca where da weed at?
when i cop dat,go from wood,gold ta platnuim stat i ain't da average cat,i like twix so keep yo kit kat i'll flip that,magical shit like bunnys in da black hat no counter act,just body mutalated pieces in a duffle bag from bag-dad,if u got cock then keep dat,cuz all i'm tryin to find out is where da hoes at? |
i shoot ma big guns/ cum out wit wit big ones/ 1 shot close range and dats it son/ u want it get 1/ des niggas i tricked um/ easy ta get um/ foolin yall worst then president nixon/
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whos afta me?it's a trajedy when i clap thee//
into mysery,witout no pitty see i'm sick of deez// fake ass rapper,turned actors still tryin ta make a cd// spittin verses sound'n like they all sleepy// thats when i creep see into they bedroom wit da 50// i'm simply, click'n things ta make u sick of me,multie cypher king// ring entering,clamp 'n things tired of fakers front'n rented bling// |
a multis a multi sylable rhyme... dumbass^^
its, the only heavyweight to levitate u better hate/ I wanna se baretas shake so I can permanently meditate/ I penatrate - the best - faceless like the 10 of spades/ I make the letters ake for the metas sake till ur retnas bake/ u wanna know what a multi is listen to eminems early 313 shit, he drops thousands |
okay lil england,lil english man catch'n my blackhand//
my backhand,u can't comprehend, the compound of 2 words i put together in// that last line to make that rhyme end// i'm betta than, all these emcees talk'n shit again! |
im relentless inasense wit demented in verses, from sentenced to curses../
never mentioned vicious elements like periodic productz non invented in advurdissmintz../ of fist furies cemented in furnaces, stomachs re-scented n churnish this../ elemented reminasent, in servin shiit like tag teamin chefs represented to absurbin tips../ comprehended n nourished it when it was sended from my birth I was born to pretend in furnish it../ corpses in events im servin it, verbalish in fractions to cease../ removin ya air from ya lungs n brassin ya free n leavin ya ass gaspin diliberatly ASKIN TO BREATHE!../ ima passivist see? rockin u in rocks kids give so much blowjobs they stop to n pop../ both they ACL joints back, like clumsy infants im droppin ya blocks../ still concience n hot to others they abnoxious n not ready cause like Rosie o donald in sex... THEY DON'T WANT YOU ON TOP!../ spits already auctioned on shops from intoxicness shotz of jin n vodka../ its not like Canna won't stop it, it's HOT!../ like devils in greasepits im on a level to seige with gremblinz in demons../ from heavens in regions 2 drop hell to convert spitz 2 my nostrils../ it's hostal cuz inturns from boogers to infectioness in sneezes!../ I ain't protectin these weaklins K.O.R's is an affectionist demon../ with such a relentlessness free n flow hospitals still"seem to be testin my semen!../ fuckin latino's anglosaxion's in testins dick smackin in slappin it senseless../ fuck acts of apprentices cause Ime coming back of exterrestrial attractions in vengeance!../ MALPRATICE IN SECTIONS after breakin n replacin ya'll back bones back in ya sessions/ wit ya diickz tissues in acts of depression cuz ya'll virgin recarnated PUSSIES lacking erections../ fuck fraction in lessons, Im attackin each wack off suspensions../ wit attackin agressions ya'll actions scared to hit first like Bombs of sadam iraqui inspections!"../ rashioness directions, Canna poppin alliances../ fuck propaganda n option appliances, cause like clumsy college proffessors im droppin sciences../ yea the lyricalmyrical here as the prophet../ fearin the comets I drop from heaven, miracly elevated here from the topic, I higher than chron of career astronomics:../ gassed off the toxics, I rumble up the floors an tilt n tumble the slutz n the whores../ an drown ya'll in such a whirlpool ya face will replace the color of the board!../ I'll double the score, TESTIN YOU ROOKIES" im phat wit cholesteral juices../ off some exterrestrial movies with more siick spitz than peter north eatin out infectioness pussies../ in nasty "protectionist cookies"../ fists r "manifestin these crookz" in C-sections stompin ya chests in wit timberlands. directions to snookies../ out.. |
i'm a devious person, always just breath'n or curs'n...
grab this kid by the throat, leave him, bleed'n, and breath'n the dirt sum... i'm need'n to hurt one, load the nine wit mags of hollow tips... think my tec was a hoodrat the way it swallows clips.... |
in the first place I hurt things in the worst ways.//
maim necks with blades an' insane weapons.// play'n this game you gettin' slayed an' stepped on.// pray ta repent ya regrets dawg.// 'cause when ya laid from gettin' sprayed ya gettin sent dawn.//(down) hells hot, skin swells up, swells pop, boils form, spoils what your goin-for.// what ya slow'n for, loathin' more chores so just ignorin' more whores.// pourin' more forms than a fuckin' constructoin yard.// |
my 16 bars so sharp they leave you wit 16 scars/
dat a scar per bar tha czar stir par cats ajar/ so far, i aint found no one to test my ability/ my darts sentence you to death, die willingly/ or yall gon fell the damnation wit no salvation/ fuck the newest sensation in da hip hop nation/ the vibration from my vocation is law/ and the animation of my creation is raw/ yall MCs aint nothin to me but a wannabe/ yous aint not fuckin' wit me, come on honestly/ did you really expect to restrain my reign?/ im on a lyrical campaign wit everything to gain/ and nothin to loose except da clothes my back/ if you don't feel me... pshh.. yall hoes on crack/ im in you grill like plaque, 'n im bigga than shaq/ bitch im on you ass like the coalition in iraq.../ |
i slaughter-cats,have bitches runnin like nordic-tracks/
with foreign laughs,see kids happy till the shotty claps/ and blah blah text rap sucks i just came in cuz im bored out of my god damn mind. |
oh god no not another yuppy yankee
ur lucky i dont beat u down an spank-thee// not hanky-panky ur dizzy can't see delirious from delusions I create cuz im into it// mass illusions causin u mental confusion but face dog u from the mean streets of Boston tha ice im wearin is flossin so I should just hit u wit my wallet thats still mo than u costin// now u lookin salty cuz I cant be bought see// u fuckin pansy |
I had to come back i aint done with this coward yet
text rap is gay ok thats what u say but its because u cant contemplate the hate inside my mental its like I got intel "evil inside" time for death and desime its surmon time so preacher preacher, ima beat cha an bash ur brains wit the but an ak while I spray tha fire u should quit or retire fo u die or get fired im tired of filetin wit this verbal im sayin so im out |
any of u herbz know what a multi is, luke got it
if u too stupid to understand dont post |
my Nine-glock make your mind-jog cuz Itsa-hurdle
you get cha eye-ball sliced off like im a ninja-turtle there you have it: multis and interbar rhyming. |
multisyllable doesnt just mean multiple words u fuckin idiot
shit from what im seein most of u fuck need to go back to grammer school n learn proper english an how to put ur fuckin lines together fo u jump someones shit make sure u know what the word ur usin means |
i know you werent talking about me.
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KiD_fAG stop fuckin hate'n on everyone
u lil bitch |
moderator, screen sedator, swing shit like he was DARTH VADER, the great savior of on line behavior the la lakers tke straight from salt shakers.....
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So much shit up on my mind wit' all this ag-gra-vation/
Anybody fuck wit' me don't know my li-mit-ationz/ Lash out at all these catz 'cause of my des-pa-ration/ When all I ever wanted was some re-lax-ation/ Last night I had a rev-e-lation/ But they so manipulative wit' they cal-cu-lationz/ Everybody needs a little in-spi-ration/ I takes away they inhalation/no resu-citation. |
limitations r like liabilities its good ta have em but they turn into ta enemies... spread like mad cow disease.... causin mad synergy.. an opposite reaction from tha mad release a energy..
cause mentally im observin strait n steady swervin like im trippin off tha bourbon.. |
scribble this dribble down like a digital printer
riddle these little no-sounds with subliminal writtens |
still higher "than" the bottomless pit that i left u "in"//
want me start "again",vision see'n worst then a person off 30 "hinekin"// 4 hits of acid "halousanegin" damn i can't spell "again"// xtacy,kim lights,e mask and i'm dwell'n "in", the lost "land"// |
yo my mouth-is-full of multiples........//
ignigte your shit an melt-ya-balls, may even melt-ya-skull// rhyme engineer im persevere an just this-reveared// i make the fattest disappear, its-just-clear// im runnin on half a lung and a blown-mind// --this cats flows are so weak he has to quote his "own-rhyme"--// his multis are nearly non-existent// he rhymed a few of em but hes not con-sistent// ~~-=-=-=-~~lines hit so hard youd think i meant it per-sonal// so-verbal, rhymes will PICK YOU UP like a SLOW-GERBIL// im ill to speak like the contents of a yellow-urinal// put a knife through your jello-external til it goes-internal// you cant get your hands on me like a hoes-journal// ill come an pop your-cornel, flows-almost-eternal...//~~-=-=-=-~~ Anon |
i'm drawin yo out for a metaphysical, televisual stick a blunt in ya mouth an smoke it like droopy D An' Dripple Kinda tipple// An ya know i'ma send ripples, cripple and verbally incline// Like ma nine that i point at ya spine, Shoot an split ya like a coconut shy// But yo goin arai yo strayin, prayin' lookin for a lil girl to start playin// An yo know i'ma be payin you, a visit to emergency room// This your doom, when i let my moonshine, BOOM, it blow up in ya place, leave you lookin like ya face was hit by a monsoon// |
u'll burn a lil "fat" afta dis "rap" its only 1 "track" then afta "that" it repeats "back"//
to the "begin'n" its neva "end'n" afta while u think its funny u'll start "giggle'n"// funny bone "tickle'n" but only its not "funny" well stop laugh'n u damn "dumbie"// thats why now u ain't got no "money"still fuck'n da same "hunny"// |
my Multis Scalp-Skulls.. your Raps-Dull Weak-Fag who
Speaks-Bad with Lame-Lines.. I Flame-Spines with Hot-Scripts.. You Mad Cause you Got-Ripped from Acid-Verses.. I Blast-the-Worthless You Barly Scrath-The-Surface.. |
...im chopped as fuck....
-mentally-bein-sick- -lead-me-to-seein-shit- brain cells -depletin-quick- who am im -sleepin-with-? i try an control drugs, its -overpowerin-though- cant remeber what i ate -over-an-hour-ago-! i forget what time it is after i -look-at-it- i slang an smoke, im just a -crook/addict- Complex.... ill kick rhymes that draw an image like a -constellation- not sure it looks the way i want it, i need some -confirmation- speak so real youd think i have my own -congregation- but all these fuckin bitches just will -not-stop-hatin- make you uncomfortable like a dr in a -confrontation with a -patient- to whom he owes -compensation- engage me in a -conversation- youll need -consoltation- cause you talkin shit is my laxative, an i got -constapation- im a -combination- of -concentration- and -complication- so compex i deserve a -commendation-...... 1 Anon |
yo anon that was nice, see if u can get in our cru, in the register forum can u battle?
anyways ill key one whilst im posting u can never-match-this, for ever-fat-shit/ kids for ever-asking why im on that clever-rappin/ barrels bust when wen-the-gats-spin sever-tax-men/ steal a tenner,-ask-him after a petrol fight if i can lend-the-matches/ emcees wanna fight they in the land of never never,-ass-split/ im the type to send-a-black-smith his sword back/ cos all i needs a pen-for-smash-hits, and thats that/ |
gun "trilogy","cyriticly" leave u fill'n "empy"
when i'm spit'n "thee" split into "three" |
catch'n back lash'n, attack'n wit gats blast'n, capp'n like mad afghans...
it happened i'm back rapp'n, i'm mack'n an slab stack'n... cuz i'm always strik'n foes, who wanna sweep the floor with me... destroy'n lives of those, who thought they could go to war with me.. deploy defeat, when my metal exposes, slow death like fall'n pedals from roses... strikes of lightn'n, thunder clashes, lives get frigtened as this devil incloses... |
"silly" "only" a "lil" my "pony" ride a "little"
"beats" is "critical" "heats" packed in "streets" wise "individuals" "i" look at "u" but "u" ain't "i" so why try "to"flex like "i" do "u" know what dis man has been "thru"? no u don't am i "right"? |
this Lyrical-Aggravation wit Spiritual-Incinuations sayin dat peeps is nice when dey win its jus Mirical-Verifications
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cuz i hit it from da back hit it from da front hit it from da outh it it from da cunt
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da lyrical ninja is right you fuckin theif..... Eminem - Infinite.......
HAHAHA, he changed his rhymes... he said ' And in a slug fest I get physical like physicians// Invisible like magicians with mystical mic traditions' ban this lame...... |
Ill "Mangle-And-Splatter" After I "Dismantle-Ya-Bladder" From Shots From ''Hammer''
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Lyrically-Sick-wit-multies, Physically-spit-writz-thugz-loves-these, Wrote-this,-Just-to-try to Float-like-a-butterfly,-Sting-like-a-bee, yo raps-iz-gay like elton-john, fuck Cash!z-clay,-i'm-muhammad-ali, what'z Gotten-into-me, Wonderful Multi-flowz, chainin-wordz-together-wit-a-Vocab, Remain-to-rain-verbs-wit-clever-spitz-witz-flowz-that, Rip-hoes-n-shatter Minerals-of-rappers, criminals-n-actors, put windowz-on-platterz cause i'm Servin-"pane", Assure-the-game, will never-be-tha-same, spittin Back-at-you, slash wit a Masamune, Severin-tha-lame...
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